Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 351 The Night of Tragedy
Arms like withered tree branches flailing haphazardly left and right in the cramped igloo.

The girls, who had tried to shrink their bodies as much as possible and wished they could curl up into a ball, watched this scene in horror.

Driven by instinctive fear, they momentarily forgot that they could actually attack the "lone" arm.

"Good children, here you go. Chirp chirp chirp—"

As the witch stopped her groping, she opened her hand that had been inside the igloo, revealing what she had been holding in her palm to the three of them.

It was something like candy, wrapped in candy wrappers that looked like yellowed leaves.

How could I possibly take something so suspicious?

This was the only thought that arose in the mind of the goddess of bathing.

But soon, she was shocked to find that Xia Luoluo was blankly reaching out her hand.

Snapped!
After forcefully slapping Xia Luoluo's hand away, the Bathing Goddess stared at Xia Luoluo with an incredulous expression.

How can you be so heartless!

Stared at by the goddess of bathing, Xia Luoluo, as if waking from a dream, really wanted to explain. She truly wouldn't pick up food from the ground to eat now, or casually take things handed to her by others. There was a strange force that had influenced her before.

But before she could whisper an explanation or make any physical gestures...

Suddenly, the "candy" in the witch's palm twitched.

As the candy wrapper loosened and fell off, a yellowish, pus-filled grape was revealed inside.
No, those aren't grapes!
When Charlotte realized that what the witch wanted to give them was an eyeball, she felt like her scalp was about to explode.

for a long time.

Seeing no movement from inside the ice house, the witch clenched her fist in annoyance, crushing the object in her hand before pulling her hand away from the ice house.

"Good children need to be rewarded."

Before the three people inside the igloo could breathe a sigh of relief, the witch's particularly unsettling hoarse voice rang out again from outside.

I'll sing you a song to lull you to sleep.

Before the three could even shout "We don't need it!", the witch had already started singing.

In an instant, the three of them felt as if they were listening to a sound that echoed from the depths of purgatory.

Almost every painful sound in the world seemed to be mixed together and broadcast to them at once.

The goddess of the bath didn't know how the witch used her mouth to make sounds that seemed to be scratching a blackboard with sharp fingernails, or like thousands of centipedes crawling around together.

She felt those sounds merging together and drilling into her brain, almost driving her crazy.

Unconsciously widening her eyes, the goddess of the bath suddenly found that the scenery before her had become multicolored and distorted. Her whole body seemed to have lost all sensation.

Unlike previous deaths, which were always instantaneous, this time the goddess of the bath was clearly feeling death approaching.

"That won't do! I'll distract her!"

Amidst the endless noise, Xia Luoluo's voice flowed like a clear stream into the ears of the Bathing Goddess.

"But."

"Now is not the time to back down!"

Charlotte yelled at Millie, who was also in a good mood and seemed to be planning to do something.

"Then lead her there."

The goddess of bathing, who could no longer see clearly, used the last of her strength to guide Xia Luoluo in a direction.

boom!
On the plains under the night sky, the igloo, which had been scorched by a great fire called "Song" and nearly turned into a steamer, suddenly burst open.

Three figures split into two directions and darted out from the spreading icy mist.

The witch, whose "lullaby" had been thwarted, first revealed a fierce and angry expression, but then she licked her lips, her wrinkles blooming like chrysanthemums.

"So many bad kids!"

"If you've got the guts, then catch up, you old geezer!"

Suddenly, several sharp icicles shot towards the witch like arrows.

The witch's enormous body offered no way to dodge, nor did she even think of dodging; she simply took all the attacks in a daze.

But it was unclear whether it was her clothing or her body that was unusual. All the sharp ice spikes pierced her body, but they produced a strange sound as if they were hitting cotton or rubber, soft and powerless, clearly failing to harm her in the slightest.

Even though she was mentally prepared, Xia Luoluo still felt somewhat uneasy seeing that her attacks had no effect. There was no time to "get hurt," because the witch had already officially set her sights on her.

Facing the witch head-on, looking at her classic long, hooked nose, and smelling the stench that never dissipated even from a distance.

Charlotte gritted her teeth, gave the witch a not-so-friendly gesture, and turned to run away.

"Chirp chirp chirp! Chirp chirp chirp! They must be punished! The bad child must be punished!"

With a high-pitched scream, the witch, holding a cane, leaped into the air and began to fly rapidly in pursuit of Charlotte.

Her robes swelled as she flew.

In just a moment, from the side view, Xia Luoluo looked as if she were being chased by an overwhelming black tsunami.

Meanwhile, the Bath Goddess, who had gradually recovered, wiped the blood flowing from the corners of her eyes, mouth, ears, and nose, watching her companions on the other side buy them time.

"Waaaa, Charlotte."

"Sister Yu, we absolutely cannot let Xia Luoluo down. We must survive until the second day and see if anything new has happened in the initial area!"

Millie bit her lip and said firmly.

Having once proactively bought time for the goddess of bathing, she was now experiencing for the first time the painful feeling of being "left behind."

"We should go to that place rather than live to see the next day!"

In fact, without Millie's encouragement, the Bath Goddess, who would no longer break down so easily, stood up shakily and said.

While the two were talking, the witch had already caught up with Xia Luoluo.

The witch's black robe, which had swelled to the point of being able to engulf a small mountain, seemed to have a mind of its own and began to unfold in reverse, completely enveloping a large area, including Xia Luoluo.

And it was at this very moment.

Suddenly, a flash of sharp light appeared, seemingly piercing the long night.

The robe, which resembled a giant cloak, was cleaved in two.

Although they were too far away to see clearly, the Goddess of Bath and Millie knew that it wasn't just the robe that had been broken in two by the sword light earlier.

"Hey"

The witch, who was always making strange "chirping" noises, let out a sound that seemed to be playing with amusement.

Then, in the next instant, a diagonal slash flew past.

The witch, now split in two, hung in the sky, continuing to laugh maniacally.

"hey-hey--"

After the grotesque laugh, the witch roared like a wounded beast. This roar nearly knocked the two girls off their feet from a considerable distance.

On the plains, a space appeared where only monsters fought each other.

"To Prista!"

With Millie's help, the Bathing Goddess walked toward the "Town of Beginnings," the first place they visited after arriving in the fairy tale world.

"They've completely gone mad."

Gazing at the battlefield where strange laughter, roars, and screams echoed, and sharp light mingled with all sorts of bizarre and grotesque scenes, Millie couldn't help but whisper.

While the witch is undoubtedly the more insane one in terms of behavior, the "mad" being Millie refers to is actually the Tin Man.

If the Tin Man is on the side of the "Wanderers," then she shouldn't have destroyed the Crimson Barrier.

If the Tin Man is on the side of "bedtime reading," then she shouldn't be fighting the witch.

But if...
In short, the Tin Man, or rather Cortelne, has now become nothing more than a killing machine, indiscriminately attempting to kill anything that moves in her path.

"What exactly was done to Kurt?"

The goddess of bathing also looked exceptionally solemn.

Bringing the two regional leaders together was just a sudden, ingenious idea that came to the mind of the Bathing Goddess when she was on the verge of losing her mind.

Surprisingly, they actually started fighting.

Moreover, neither the goddess of the bath nor Millie seemed to need to worry about the tin man controlling Corténe's body being captured by the witch and causing any terrible consequences. Because, judging from what they could see from afar, it was actually the witch who needed to be worried.

"Hopefully, we can find the answer in this small town."

With these thoughts in mind, the goddess of bathing, Millie, arrived in the Prista town area.

Although the tin man who had been "guarding the gate" had obviously been lured away, the two still carefully took a detour and found a side passage to enter the town of Prista.

After arriving in Prista town.
"What's going on here?"

The goddess of the bath and Millie both showed expressions of disbelief.

The town was in complete disarray, with almost no intact buildings to be found.

On countless ruins, some show remarkably neat "cutting" marks. Apart from a few places with burn marks, the entire town was basically destroyed in what appears to be a sword-cutting method.

Furthermore, the moment they stepped into the town, they smelled an extremely overpowering, fishy stench that made them not even want to breathe.

What permeated the town with this lingering atmosphere was the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood piled up before the two of them.

"Well!"

They arrived at a place resembling a gathering square, where the most incomplete corpses were piled up.

Faced with the horrific scene before her, the goddess of the bath could no longer hold back and began to vomit violently.

"Bathing Sister"

"I'm fine. I'm okay. I should say I'm going to be fine. I feel like I vomited all my insides out before."

After some time, Millie, supporting the goddess of the bath, arrived at a more open area in the town where the air might be a little better.

The training ground.

In reality, this small town training ground, which is mostly used by the Elson family, is not in much better condition now.

The two-story building where Little Ritas once lived, along with many other houses in the town, had been reduced to ruins. Moreover, at a glance, one could see the corpses of many guards or trainers scattered haphazardly throughout the training ground.

However, compared to the town's interior, where it seemed like corpses were everywhere and every inch of ground beneath one's feet was soaked in blood, the relatively open training ground was still a better environment.

"Those who did these things"

"It must be the Tin Man."

The sight was so breathtaking.

Therefore, even in this rather urgent situation, it is a rare opportunity. However, both of their movements and words seemed slow and deliberate.

"real."

The goddess of the bath opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately failed to finish her sentence.

Is it really too late?
That was the question she had intended to ask. Even so, Millie probably wouldn't have an answer.

Even if most people in this world are fictional. Even if Cortriñe was manipulated into becoming a "Tin Man" to commit such atrocities.

But some things, just because they are fictional or have a reason, cannot be treated as if they never happened.
After being drawn into this fairy tale world and gaining the ability to reincarnate continuously, the goddess of the bath clearly realized one thing.

That is, even if the golden apple could save their lives, repair their bodies, and perhaps even their souls, there are still some things that cannot be repaired.

That's why she was especially attentive when Xia Luoluo was feeling down because of the reincarnation. She wanted to prevent Xia Luoluo from suffering irreversible wounds in her heart.

And now.
"Sister Yu, was there a road like this before?"

As the goddess of the bath suppressed her discomfort, she carefully observed Millie around her and pointed to a forest path connecting the training ground.

This road looks rather strange.

First, the wall surrounding the training ground seemed to have a section missing, as if a "gate" had been specially opened for this road. Second, the path itself, being a forest trail, appeared quite wide and smooth.

"I don't know. Let's go check."

The bathing goddess, who seemed somewhat listless, spoke softly.

The two walked along the forest path for a while, passing through a grove of trees. Looking at the scenery before them, they became certain that this path was an extra thing created by the distortion of the memories or cognition of the people who generated this area.

Above a small hill.

What appeared before the two of them was the Elson mansion.

"This"

Before the goddess of bathing could finish speaking, Millie, who had been calm all along, suddenly turned deathly pale and quickly ran along the mountain path toward Elson's mansion.

Wait a minute!

The goddess of bathing, who had a general idea of ​​what she was about to see, chased after them with worry.

Soon, the two arrived at the top of the hill.

When the goddess of bathing caught up, what she saw was Millie, whose legs had gone limp and who was kneeling on the ground because of the sight before her.

And in front of Millie was the main gate of the Elson mansion.

It was a figure with bandages wrapped around his body, one hand resting on the hilt of a longsword embedded in the ground, who did not fall completely until the very end.

Roland Elson.

The "Sword Saint" had long since passed away because half of his body had been cut off at an angle.

(End of this chapter)